it's been a long time
since i felt
this superfluous

Dillo Fenderson

hope disappointed
the ending is as bad
as the rest had promised

Dillo Fenderson

i'm
jack's
sweat

Dillo Fenderson

if i had a pump gun
the music would end
this instant

Dillo Fenderson

burying bad music
under distortions
is no improvement

Dillo Fenderson

easiest to see
are one's own failings
reflected in others

Dillo Fenderson

the air caught in the
turbulence alongside the train
smells of dogshit

Asuguo

the clouds and light that
paint the evening sky did
a wonderful job tonight

Asuguo

safe from penetration
my ideas hide in the
darkness of my skull

Asuguo

there used to be
a time when my mail
was delivered to me

Asuguo